Aurora marched me back up to my room. The sun's light was shining through the windows now. Shy was waiting by the closet door for me, giving me a small curtsy wheered the room.

  Aurora doesn't stop, heading into the oversized closet. Shy follows in behind me.

  "Shy, please show our Lady what you were thinking about," Aurora says.

  What is going on with her?

  "Yes, Mother," my only nnant maid says, moving over to the dreaded pants. Oriphusa was teasing me about the slutty activities, and they wao wear a damn suit.

  "White is always a good choice for these. The women will want to limit how much they drink so they don't spill the wine. Or they would choose to drink white instead of red. Something a bit looser oer yers so they work their hands inside a bit easier, but leaving the st yer to protect your skin from their horny ambitions," Shy expins, pulling a pure white suit down.

  "No," I state. "You want to bind my breasts, don't you. That won't do. Find a dress for me."

  "My Lady, the women are expeg to have sex with a man, not a woman," Aurora says. "You will be wearing a suit. You are pying the part of a man, and that is the expectation."

  "This is my Goddess damned party. I will wear what I fug please!" I scream out, the civing me a little buzz.

  "My Lord, " Aurora starts.

  "Lady. Lady maid. I am in a dress right now," I say.

  "Mother, stop it. I am the tailor I will be w with our Lady on her outfit," Shy says. Quite the turn of events here. The zy brat is trying to be his time.

  "You know how these are meant to be, Shy. Yoing to have to say the same thing I am saying," Aurora says.

  "Our Lady is correct that it is her party. There are rules about men wearing dresses, but our Lady is both. Princess Elora has not stated a clothing style, type, or outfit, so our Lady may wear a dress if she really wishes to," Shy says. "Why don't you let me and our Lady figure it out while you rest. This has been a hard week for you, and I'm sure the pregnancy is hard on you. Let me take care of her for now a a nap. I help her out for a while."

  "Shy aiming for your Mother's..."

  "Go, Aurora," I say. She is my maid; I should be able to order her around a bit, right? Wait. Do I need her to remove the and?

  "Wait until the and about wearing a suit is removed; then, you should leave," I say through the pain.

  "Mother."

  "Fine, but you must take it before Princess Elora first to get her approval," Aurora forces out, then leaves me and Shy in the closet. The white suit still floats in the middle of the room, taunting me.

  "Sorry about that, my Lady. I think the body is catg up to her pregnancy. She struggled to fall asleep st night," Shy says. "I know she cares deeply for you, and she isn't wrong. It is expected that you will wear a suit. Are you sure about wearing a dress?"

  "Yes. I told you to dress me like a whore. You 't look like a whore in a suit," I say.

  "What if I find a way to?"

  "Show me, and we talk about it," I say.

  "I'll work on it, my Lady. So how slutty are we talking?"

  "You know that strip you put under my clothing before? I think that could be the outer yer," I say.

  "Who taught you how tain, my Lady?" Shy says with a little ugh. "You know I 't do that. Princess Elora would never let you walk around like that, even in a brothel. How about a tight top, not a corset? I remember you didn't like that. Then a longer but tight skirt. We tease a leg with a slit. Something like this. You'll already have the back cut out for your wings, But I want the straps so I limit the material c the breasts."

  Shy switched over to a sage green for the dress with a red trim and ats. The skirt is long, likely going to about my mid-calf on one side. The other has a long slit to give me some freedom to move around. g a little above the waist. I guess it is tight enough to show off my figure.

  "Why green?" I ask.

  "Do you care how drunk the wome?" Shy says, turning the dress around for me.

  "Not really; I had plenty of women e up to my room pstered before. I know how to have fun with them," I say.

  "Then I don't o trick the women into drinking less, my Lady," Shy says. "So, how about we try it on?"

  "Ok, what am I wearing underh it?" I ask.

  "The legs will have the standard stogs and garter setup. Up top, I was thinking nothing. The dress is tight, and the cups should give plenty of support. It has small straps to keep the dress up and in pce."

  "That's fine, I guess," I say, not quite ready to leave the warmth of the silly coat. "What is the red for?"

  "Normally, everyone tell the host by the suit," Shy says, pulling out the white stogs and garter. "You are married to royalty and wear a bit of red, so I'm using that as a rept for the suit. Everyone will see the red and know you are the oo woo. Now I know you are warm in there, but I need you naked, my Lady."

  "Ok," I say with a sigh. I hold my arms out a her remove the warmth. The scarf goes first, then the coat and dress. My underwear goes with a bit of magic before she bends down to undo the boots. Each mirror shows a funny picture: a naked dragonkin with little ear muffs and work boots on.

  I reach doy with the maid's hair. In the mirror behind me, I see her smile a bit.

  I would invite her to join me over her bitchy Mother tonight, but I really shouldn't get her pregnant. I will probably need one maid that isn't pregnant to help me. I'll get her pregnant a little after her Mother. She is still a bit zy but seems to have fixed her attitude problem somewhat.

  " you step out of the shoes for me, my Lady?" Shy asks. I stop petting her and step forward, leaving me in just the ear muffs and socks. Then the socks disappear.

  Shy gets me into the garter belt, underwear, and stogs with ease. The dress is a different story. My breasts and wings make it difficult to put the dress over my head, and my thighs cat the ched waist if I step into it. Shy has to loosen the waist, and then she'll have to tighten it around me.

  Taking it off will require magid a ring I don't have. Her Mother will have to be with me at the start of the baby-making portion to help me out of it.

  On, I tell it is the right dress for the night.

  Slutty is the perfect word. My tits float in the cups, jiggling with a slight motion. The tiny straps tease the eyes with the thought of just breathing the dress off me when they unhook. A small strip of clothing moves around the waist just above my tail to keep the front attached to my body. My once again ft stomach lets the dress hug into the perfect point till my wide hips and ass press against the skirt. Every step gives a tantalizing view of my left thigh before it hides again till the step. My right thigh is left to the imagination.

  Shit, I just he heels, and the Princess better not dehis. I'll eve Aurora put makeup on me if the Princess says yes to this dress.

  "What are the biggest heels you have that work with this dress," I ask, my eyes refusing to leave my body. Fuck I am everything those nobles wished they were in that brothel.

  Am I being vain?

  "Wait first strip for me. I o cheething real fast," I say. If I find her sexy still, then I'm only a little vain, and that is fine. Mommy is still prettier than me, so I 't be that bad.

  "Not now, my Lady. I have a few straps on this dress so it would take too long to take off manually. Sorry, but with the need for Princess Elora's approval, we 't waste time," Shy says, pulling out eight-inch white heels. Damn, I'm t myself tonight as well.

  I guess I use the guest to judge if I'm really vain.

  "Annoris? Where is that zy dryad?" I ask. "She strip for me."

  "Do these heels work?" Shy asks instead.

  "Yes."

  "Then I will call Princess Elora and Annoris in here. You could ask Princess Elora to strip for you instead if you wish," Shy offers. A good idea, I think. The Princess retty getting fucked by me. It would be a good judge.

  Does that really prove if I'm vain or not?

  Whatever, I'm sure the Princess would be happy to hear me ask her to strip for no reason.

  I walk around in the heels while I wait for the Prio show up. The heels are fine, but the dress is a little strao walk in. I have to be careful to keep my steps small, or the material will fight me.

  A knoes on the door, but I think Aurora is hiding out in my room as the door opens without a word. Shortly after, the Princess and her bitch of a maid e through. Perfect, I have her strip as well.

  "Aurora asked me to get your approval on my dress," I say. "Is this ok? I refuse to wear a suit to this party. I'm told it is my party, and as the host, I want to wear what I like."

  "A suit is expected, but I think the dash of red will work for you. Good idea, Shy," the Princess says, cirg me. "It does look like yoing to a brothel, but so will they. I have one ask before I say yes to this."

  "What?"

  "I o watch over the party," the Princess says. "I o make sure the women don't rush you and rape you. Plus, I want to watch all the womeing flustered over your heels."

  "You won't be watg me have sex," I say.

  The Princess doesn't answer me immediately. Instead she gives me a hug from behind, her head resting on my right shoulder. Her eyes run over my outfit in the mirror.

  "No, my love. I will not watch you have sex," she finally says. "I will not interveoday unless you are in danger. I won't say a thing about your choice." Her arms fit right under my breasts.

  I my tail around her waist and try to pull her away, but I 't move the warrior an inch. But it gets my message across, a quick pe the cheek and she lets me go.

  "Fine," I say.

  "Good, I think Aurora wants to put a spsh of makeup on you, and then you greet yuests," the Princess says. "I think the same as the first dinner, but whatever you want will be fine. Within reason."

  I doubt Aurora would let me do anything the Princess doesn't agree with anyway.

  "Strip for me," I blurt out before the Princess leave.

  "Excuse me?" the Princess says, frozen at the door.

  "I want you and your maid to strip for me," I say, keeping my head up.

  "Really now. You just wao make sure I wasn't watg you have sex, and now you want to see my naked body again," the Princess says. "I suppose my maid does o apologize to you. Are y to check if I'm pregnant? I already had Oriphusa firm I'm not."

  "I want to cheething else."

  "You like how you look in the mirror, don't you," the Princess says. "Are you unsure about yourself now? Do you hate the fact that you love what you see? I tell you for sure. I love what I see."

  "I'm worried. I like how I look too much, I guess," I say, knowing my colr will force the answer out anyway.

  "If you fell in love with what you look like, I wouldn't bme you. I promise I made no sacrifices in marrying you—not beauty, strength, or personality," the Princess says. "I'm struggling to make you feel the same, I know. But I'll strip for you. Sedriresa, would you like to help my husband?"

  "Yes, yhness," the strange maid says. The pair walk into the middle of the room, where the maid starts helping the Princess strip. Shy joins her in taking off the simple red dress to reveal that the Princess has nothing underh—just her giant chest and bugling muscles. Ohe dress is off, Shy helps the dark maid out of her uniform, reveali another naked body.

  Did they know I would ask this?

  I looked over the duo and realized this was a stupid thing to do. The Princess isn't pregnant, is beautiful, and is making me want to fuck her again.

  Fug bitch.

  The maid, oher hand, feels off. She feels like her body should look different from how it does.

  "Something wrong?" Elora asks.

  "What race is your maid? I have this weird feeling that she doesn't lht," I say. 't lie to an owner and all that.

  "Dark elf, she's looked like this my entire life," Elora says.

  "Ok," I say.

  "Did this help you?" the maid asks.

  "Kind of. I guess I just like pretty things," I say, my focus returning to Elora.

  "I'm gd you think I'm pretty, Love," Elora says. "You look stunning in that dress. But we really must get going; you o finish getting ready. I do have a little surprise for you at the party. I hope you like it."

  I don't say anything; I don't care for her surprises unless it is my Mommy. I just watch the two maids put her dress ba. The maid uses magic to get dressed, and together, they leave.

  Aurora steps ba and bee out of the room to my desk, where she puts on the same makeup as before.